Whoa, my life is zooming by.  Yesterday when I stopped by the office a patient asked me the date and I seriously said April 11th, yes the next day I would have worked.  I couldn't believe it!

We left the hospital on Wednesday.  I was terrified.  I was a nervous driver beforehand.  Daren I'm sure didn't appreciate my back seat driving.   I'm thankful to be able to finally drive again, getting out of the house was fantastic!

 We had lots of visitors at the hospital.  I appreciate all of you stopping by.  I missed some people.  There were even a few patients who stopped by.  Talk about feeling loved!

 We've had visitors stopping by our house.  Hudson is spoiled with attention!  My camera was dead and I was not able to find the charger so I definitely missed a lot of pictures of people who came.

 Yesterday we had his 2 week appointment.  He is gaining weight like a champ(not that he needed to)! He is currently 9 lbs 13 ounces, 79%.  His large head isn't as large as people think(I think he is just all face....) it's 56% and then his height is 48%.  When he is asleep I think he looks more Boston but when he's awake I think he's identical to Daren.  His skin is getting darker and darker every day.  His lips are the most kissable big lips! He went 6 hours last night between feedings, he was wide awake for 2 hours after he ate, so I didn't get 6 hours of sleep.  As for the dogs,  they still are trying to figure out just what is going on.  Meli I think is having a hard time sharing my attention.  Ok, who am I kidding there is no sharing going on, I devote all my time to Hudson.  Hudson didn't even flinch when Kona would bark but the past few days he's starting to react a little bit more.

On a different note, today is Daren's birthday! He is the best daddy to our little guy. It actually brings tears to my eyes just thinking how sweet he is to him.  I appreciate Daren more than he will ever know!

Introducing.......

 Hudson Derek Gordon

9 lbs 1 oz, 20 inches 

April 10, 2011 -- 5:41 am

Even though all my readers already know of my joyous news I want to document that night (and to be honest, lately I've really enjoyed everyone's birth stories so enjoy if you're like me!)

On Saturday evening I began have inconsistent contractions that were KILLING me.  I didn't know what to do.  I really didn't believe I would have the luck that I would actually go into labor and be able to not be induced and have what they were saying is a big baby.  I kept asking Daren what I should do.  He made me a bath hoping that would help with some of the pain.  I stayed in the bath longer than I have ever sat in one before, it was fantastic! Daren was so great that night.  At 7 the contractions were still incredibly inconsistent but coming more frequently.  I grabbed my What to Expect When You're Expecting book and began reading what do to.  I texted Megan and Kelsi hoping someone would just make the decision of what I should do for me.  My Dr. had given me a paper with the Labor and Delivery number to call if I had any questions...I tried that, it led to being told you can't ask questions over the phone.  Anyways, so around 8:30 pm Daren and I grabbed our bags and came in.  I knew they were going to send me away so I didn't tell anyone of the news.  

Well, once we got checked in they checked me and I was already dilated to a 5.  So, I was in for the night.  They kept asking me if I wanted the epidural, which I turned down (not for the long haul just for the moment) at 9:30 they checked me again and I was almost to a 7.  I just knew at that point I was meant to have loads and loads of babies because everything was going so smoothly. At 10 the contractions finally became too unbearable so I decided to buck up and get the epidural.  Dr. Larson was a good time! He was just the person to do my epidural because he made me laugh.  Thankfully I know some of his associates so we had something to talk about to keep me distracted.  I was on cloud nine once I had gotten to epidural! Seriously, could anything go wrong with this delivery? I don't think so! 

Daren was getting bored I let him choose the tv show- bull riding. I was just anxious.  By 2 am I was dilated to a 10!! Hip, hip hooray! I kept telling myself April 10th will never be just another day to me. They wanted to wait to have me push for an hour so he could descend a little on his own.  By 3 I was pushing.  Pushing was not fun, not bad but kind of an awkward situation all the way around.  I just knew I was doing it wrong because he wasn't really coming.  At 4:30 my dr. came in to let me know that she would recommend I only push until 5 than we'd probably have to do a c-section.  My heart sank, not because I would feel less of a mother or whatever, I just really didn't want to have the long recovery.  But I was ready to give that 30 minutes my all!!!  And I think I over did it because by 4:50, I let the nurse know I was done. I cried some good tears but knew it would be ok because I could finally see my baby!

A c-section is so different than I always imagined.  The highlight(besides getting my baby as the end result) was I got to hang out with Dr. Larson again.  I was too tired to really know what was going on but I wasn't uncomfortable like I normally would have been in that situation.  Daren stayed in the room, which he had been telling me was NOT going to happen.  After feeling my body move around a little bit I heard a little cry coming from a baby, my baby! I looked over and saw him, then the adrenaline was gone and I just wanted my bed! I could barely keep my eyes open to take everything in.

 Dr. Larson took our first family picture.  Really, I would normally not have shared this with the world but this picture is almost too hilarious to not share. I knew I needed to put on a good face...and my goodness.  I laughed forever once I finally saw this!

 Daren and Hudson went away for an hour while I was in recovery. I have no idea what happened in there I was in and out for sure!

 Daren got to give Hudson his first hair wash.  Again, Daren said he wasn't going to want to do anything like that.  You can tell Hudson and Daren are going to be the best of friends! Daren already would give the world to this little man.  He asks every day if he gets to bathe him again.

 So all is well in the Gordon family in Logan! It's definitely an adjustment.  The worst part is to have some little man so dependent on me but then I am so dependent on other people.

Thanks to everyone for everything you've said and done for us during this whole thing.  We are going to head home tomorrow morning and are looking forward to just being our family of 3 (or 5 if you include the dogs)

...smorgasbord...

This will be my last post before my little man arrives, unless he really doesn't come on his own and I have to wait until the 25th.  I really have nothing positive to say.  Some would say I'm quite negative...I don't do well with no sleep....Alright, maybe I'm making myself sound a lot worse than I really am. I am really anxious to get my baby here.  We really haven't been up to much.  Just finishing up small things getting ready for him.  I've been taking every advantage to go out to eat, as it will be awhile before I do that I'm sure.

Daren and my dad went on their 2nd annual steelhead fishing trip to Challis, Idaho last weekend.  My doctor was also out of town so it was ideal that baby didn't make his appearance that soon. Every time I didn't answer the phone, Daren called someone else making sure everything was ok. He said he thinks they went a bit too early and didn't have as much success as they would have liked.  They were going to go this next weekend, uhhh nope.

Last week at the doctor, they did an ultrasound to make sure everything is ok since I'm "gigantic".  He was measuring 8 lbs 10 oz.  Gee whiz, don't I know it.  Tomorrow is my next doctors appointment where they will be stripping my membranes and hopefully will get things moving along.  Can you imagine if I didn't have him until my due date(just a reminder, that is 10 days away) he'd be almost 11 lbs possibly!  Today when I got the confirmation call about my appointment, my heart was racing! Just because it really could possibly happen this weekend.

Which means, obviously this could be my last day at work. It has been so much harder than I ever could have imagined it to be. But I just keep telling everyone I'll be back next week, because there's a pretty good chance I will. It's amazing how much I can get done when I'm in the back secluded by myself.  We've had computer problems, which didn't get solved until early this morning, which makes it pretty darn tricky to train someone. 

I will post some pictures of the nursery, there have been only very slight changes made to it... In fact, I have one more thing I'm in the process of making for above his crib. Daren doesn't think I'll have it finished before he comes, I will.

I think that is about it....Like I said, I'm boring and negative.  Next time you see this blog there should be a picture of a very beautiful(very large) baby boy! Excuse me, handsome baby boy!

 Here I am in all my 37 week glory.  I'm actually almost 39 weeks now.  I really didn't want to post this picture but part of me just doesn't care anymore.  I know someday I'll want to look back and (hopefully) laugh.

And this is just a random picture I wanted to post.  Keera, my SIL, had a surprise party for Eric back at the beginning of March and we were the first ones there so we got to hang out with our nephew Landon.  I could barely get him to hold still long enough for this picture.  And I like it so, that's why I'm sharing it with you.

 Oh my gosh...I'm this close to becoming an actual, responsible mom! Wish me luck!

Terrible 35s?

I believe my oldest child, Kona, is going through a phase.  I can't figure her out.  I'm not sure if she's going through a rebellious stage? Senses that changes are a brewing? Or if she's just gone psychotic. I'll give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she's become a genius and knows that she's soon going to have a little brother. But GOOD GRIEF!

 Saturday

I bake a beautiful spring confetti cake to take to my parents house for Sunday dinner.  I'm sure you all know where this is going. The wrapped up cake was demolished while Daren and I went out that night.  Demolished is an understatement.  I knew Kona was the culprit.  Meli couldn't reach the counter as much as she'd prefer otherwise I'm sure. I was screaming! My beautiful cake, ok it wasn't that beautiful but golly I love sugar these days. Kona had frosting in some very unusual places....on the tips of her ears(naturally from dangling into the cake) on her neck, and her chest. Oh did I fail to mention the pan was still on the counter when we got home? She's got to have some awesome thigh muscles to hold herself up long enough to eat the cake. She had to of been dropping pieces down to Meli, Meli had frosting in her beard and lots of cake on the top of her head.  On the plus side, it was the best they've ever smelled.  A dog that smells like frosting? Yes please!

Sunday

That delicious smelling dog was no longer.  I knew Kona had to get sick eventually but my goodness the flatulence was unbearable!! I was so happy, she had to of learned her lesson.  She had an upset stomach and we could move on from that crap.  So, knowing I can't live without my sugar makes myself some chocolate chip cookies.  They were pretty nasty cookies, clearly I'm not a baker.  But it helps with the sweet tooth just fine. I put them in a heavy duty tupperware to prevent any problem. 

Monday

I get a very angry call from Daren wanting to know if there was chocolate in the container that was now on the floor, not the lid just the container.  WHAT?! She got into that? She opened the lid?  So, my chocolate chip cookies are gone.

Moral of the story:  What was I thinking? Damn dogs!

Showers

 On February 19th, my sister's threw me the greatest shower! It really has been so nice to have something to look forward to to keep me distracted from how slow time is going. I really did try hard to get pictures, but I was just having too much fun to even think about it.  I really should have gotten a picture of all the food.  There was TONS of food.  And it was all my faves.  You can't go wrong with homemade cream cheese filled won-tons, flaming hot cheetos, "candy" sushi, a white chocolate fountain, and lemonade!  My boy will seriously be the best dressed little man around.  Well, I think so anyways.  I appreciated everyone who made the effort to come to my shower.  My sisters definitely put a lot of work into it.

 The following weekend Keera and Megan threw me a shower down in Utah County. Thank goodness the weather cooperated and didn't make it a horrible drive for when it was actually going on.  Keera made me a diaper cake, seriously I've been dying for the day I'd get one of those!  I really am grateful for sister in laws who would be willing to go to such a hassle for me.  My mom and Kelsi came down with me.  I put Kelsi in charge of picture taking.  I got some really good stuff that's for sure.  I am finally starting to feel ready for this.

Quick Hello

I promise not every thing in my life is baby oriented (not entirely anyways)  It does consume a lot my thoughts, but I do actually have a life still.  Daren and I completed the birthing class. We actually are really glad we did it (we weren't at first) Almost 9 weeks left and I'd say we're pretty much ready.

Anyways, I had a doctors appointment today.  She wanted me in for an ultrasound because I was measuring quite a few weeks big.   The ultrasound tech was a hoot today.  He was a good time.  I was still nervous before this ultrasound, who knows what they could find out.  No surprise, the kid has a gigantic Boston head. But he also has a gigantic body apparently.   He's just all around a bit larger than he should be at this point. 88 percentile (head is 97)  I made him make sure my little baby is actually a boy. Sure enough I don't have to run out and buy anything girly.  He is definitely a boy!

This picture is horrible (it's a picture of the picture in really bad lighting...not my baby, he is photogenic) But I had to show it because look at those lips! He definitely got his mamas lips.

I feel like I got a lot of information at this appointment it was hard to actually comprehend everything. I really have very few complaints. I wish the crazy dreams would go away-  Jerry Sloan and breast pumps was last night.  How they were connected I'm still not sure but they were. Usually whatever was on the news is present in my dreams.  A lot of Jimmer Fredette dreams.  I also hate that I can't enjoy a normal sized meal (normal to me...those proportion followers would probably think it was ideal what I've had to cut back to) I get full way to fast. Really for the most part I love being pregnant (I think part of it is due to the fact I'm terrified of labor)  I even really enjoy when little man kicks my ribs. Thankfully I've got some busy weekends ahead of me so I can keep distracted for the next 9 weeks. Excellent!

One Long Week Off...

 So, I had a week off of work.  It felt like an eternity.  I'm very grateful for the time off mainly because my brain doesn't shut off with the to-do list that I've got in my brain.  However, my parents and brothers(this is the first time it's ever happened this way so it was shocking) went on a cruise and I was babysitting Charlie.  The first couple of days I kept Charlie up at my parents house and just went up to let him out during the day.  That became too exhausting so I took him to my house.  Oh I will never own 3 dogs! That was a lot of work as well, but in the end I kind of ended up missing the little guy when I had to take him back home.

We went for walks when the weather permitted

 That was also a crazy idea....they were all over the place...

 In other news,  I did get a lot of stuff done for my baby's room.  Not everything by any means...I'm still not even close but that's ok!

I made his quilt.  First and last quilt I will ever make ;)

 His room is set up....minus crib which is coming soon..

 I put the dresser together....not alone, Daren wouldn't let me work with the wood glue BAHHAHAH

 I made some art for the man's room.  Hippos seemed fitting...

Other than that, I've just been eating lots and reading tons and tons of books. I painted my toes last night, oh for crying out loud- that was a chore and a half. I still can see my toes though. I go to the dr every 2 weeks now, ultrasound next friday.  Hurray 11 more weeks!